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I have come to the conclusion That all of life is merely an illusion. Time is nothing more than relative And love is ridiculously sensitive. We astonishingly keep in tact By sudden moments of impact. These moments, as glee as they may be Never last for long, especially for me. They pass by with a shimmer and a wink And when they're gone I do nothing but drink. But nothing is sadder as when I am twisted Because that moment is gone; I missed it. I do not hate myself though Because it's impossible to feel low. When I am high as a kite Just thinking about tonight. And how I came to the conclusion That all of life is merely an illusion. Happiness is a gift; Do not let it drift. For not everyone is able To feel an emotion so stable.
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Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
Illusion
I have come to the conclusion That all of life is merely an illusion. Time is nothing more than relative And love is ridiculously sensitive. We astonishingly keep in tact By sudden moments of impact. These moments, as glee as they may be Never last for long, especially for me. They pass by with a shimmer and a wink And when they're gone I do nothing but drink. But nothing is sadder as when I am twisted Because that moment is gone; I missed it. I do not hate myself though Because it's impossible to feel low. When I am high as a kite Just thinking about tonight. And how I came to the conclusion That all of life is merely an illusion. Happiness is a gift; Do not let it drift. For not everyone is able To feel an emotion so stable.
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Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
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